Monday, 1 July 2013

There is no eye in team...

Not even Jessica All-Bran's.

But if you look closely (just a littel bit longer), there is only me.

Well, and meat. And tame. And meta. And...

Point is, "moderation" has been rescoring The Xym for his job, and he got docked another point for Teamwork.

Teamwork! One of my best attributes, and someone has marked me down? Why? We know not. Who? Some manager who knows Xyn not.

Grrrrr.

As if I wasn't worring meself to death enough, now my chances of employment have been arbitrarily devalued.

Better start hunting for a prime gutter in which to dwell. Can't be in Chapelfield Garden's though, as apparently them there Yoofs scrawn blue ink on your forehead. Graffiti-ing gorillas, and The Xym isn't much more than an abdominal snowbloke. Let alone after months living in Fiddlewood Woods, fiddling with backpackers before shooting them for being backpacking babes with no decorum.

or summat.